A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs

John Greenleaf Whittier 1807 (Haverhill) – 1892 (Hampton Falls)



BENEATH thy skies, November!
Thy skies of cloud and rain,
Around our blazing camp-fires
We close our ranks again.
Then sound again the bugles,
Call the muster-roll anew;
If months have well-nigh won the field,
What may not four years do?
For God be praised! New England
Takes once more her ancient place;
Again the Pilgrim's banner
Leads the vanguard of the race.
Then sound again the bugles, etc.
Along the lordly Hudson,
A shout of triumph breaks;
The Empire State is speaking,
From the ocean to the lakes.
Then sound again the bugles, etc.
The Northern hills are blazing,
The Northern skies are bright;
And the fair young West is turning
Her forehead to the light!
Then sound again the bugles,. etc.
Push every outpost nearer,
Press hard the hostile towers!
Another Balaklava,
And the Malakoff is ours!
Then sound again the bugles,
Call the muster-roll anew;
If months have well-nigh won the field,
What may not four years do?

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme abcdEFGFhiaiJklmlJmnmnJacocEFGF
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 907
Words 163
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 31

John Greenleaf Whittier

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